Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

"Xiaobei, Dad, I'm sorry, don't do it, we've already lost everything..."

In the ward, Wu Shihao murmured with a pale face.

Wu Bei couldn't help trembling.

Then he squeezed out a smile and said, "Dad, don't worry about money!"

The old man was stunned for a few seconds, then smiled wryly and sighed.

Staring at his father's skinny figure tortured by the illness, Wu Bei quickly ran out of the ward on the pretext of going to the toilet, leaning his back against the wall, and couldn't help sobbing.

He didn't dare to cry aloud, lest the old man would have an idea when he heard it.

Last November, Wu Bei had just returned from the army, and his father happened to be diagnosed with mid-stage lung cancer.

This year, he sold everything that could be sold at home, but faced with the huge medical expenses, he still couldn't make ends meet.

If possible, he would rather be himself on the hospital bed.

Wu Bei is a single-parent family. His mother passed away due to illness when he was in junior high school, and his father single-handedly brought him up.

Fearing that the child would be wronged, the old man did not remarry until after he became a soldier.

"Luo Xue! She can definitely help me!"

Suddenly, Wu Bei thought of someone and hurried to the elevator.

More than an hour later, Wu Bei came to the gate of "Aoxue Group", the largest real estate development company in Chongshi.

This place used to be called "Shihao Company", and it was founded by his father Wu Shihao. After hesitating for a few seconds, he dialed Luo Xue's number.

The phone rang for a long time before someone picked it up: "Who is it?"

"Aunt Xue, I'm Wu Bei, my father's condition..."

Wu Bei answered bravely.

After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, Luo Xue said, "Come to my office and talk!"

With extremely complicated emotions, Wu Bei walked into the company.

Luo Xue was his stepmother, and she married his father Wu Shihao during the years when he was in the army.

Then, through some unknown method, the company's shares were transferred bit by bit to her own name, and Lao Wu was finally kicked out.

Wu Bei didn't know these things until after he retired from the army.

Wu Shihao never let his son contact Luo Xue, even in the most difficult times, but now Wu Bei doesn't care so much at all.

Not long after, Wu Bei pushed the door of Luo Xue's room under the leadership of the secretary.

In the luxurious office of more than 200 square meters, there are more than a dozen people gathered at this moment, all of them are dressed in luxurious clothes and full of energy.

Luo Xue looked haughty, sitting on the boss's chair, with playfulness in her eyes.

Although she is a stepmother, Luo Xue is actually not much older than Wu Bei. This year, she is only 34, with a melon-seeded face, red phoenix eyes, and a height of about 1.7 meters. She looks like a younger version of Zhang Ziyi.

Today she is wearing a gauze white low-cut suit, and her pink and white shoulder blades are particularly eye-catching.

Being swept up and down by more than 20 pairs of eyes at the same time, Wu Bei felt somewhat unnatural.

"Aunt Xue, I..."

Wu Bei swallowed his saliva and lowered his head slightly.

"Borrow money, right?"

Luo Xue raised her pointed chin, and her tone was full of jokes.

Before coming, Wu Bei was already prepared to be ridiculed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "One day husband and wife, one hundred days of kindness, I hope Aunt Xue can help my dad based on the past love."

"Little bastard, shut up if you can't speak! Who is married to that old waste!"

Before he finished speaking, a burly man with an inch-shaved head slapped Wu Bei.

Years of military career had trained Wu Bei to have an extraordinary reaction speed. Before the opponent could get close, Wu Bei directly clasped the big man's wrist with his left hand, raised his right hand, and was about to smash his forehead.

"you dare!!"

Roxue growled suddenly.

Wu Bei paused reflexively, and the crop-headed man took the opportunity to "bang" his knee and knocked it out.

Wu Bei squatted on the ground in pain, coughing violently a few times.

"Hehehe, just these two times, you still need to be a five-year soldier?! Xiaobei, I am an elder, I really have to say something for your father, you are sorry for his cultivation..."

Seeing Wu Bei deflated, Luo Xue immediately stood up excitedly, swaying her graceful water snake waist and walked in front of Wu Bei.

A sense of humiliation that he had never experienced before shuttled through Wu Bei's body, but after all he was short by three points, he continued to whisper: "Aunt Xue, help me, let me be a cow or a horse!"

"There is no need for cows and horses. It is only natural for a son to kowtow to his mother a few times, right?"

Luo Xue took a step back in disgust, as if she was afraid that Wu Bei's fingers would touch her, and raised the corners of her mouth arrogantly.

"Aunt Xue, save my dad!! Please!!"

Wu Bei was stunned for a few seconds, and then he crawled at Luo Xue's feet without hesitation, hitting his forehead on the ground with a bang.

In the face of life, dignity is worthless.

"Hahaha..."

"I'm counsing you idiot!!"

His groveling did not bring him any money, but made the people around him burst into laughter.

"Clap!"

Luo Xue grabbed the goblet on the table and threw it on the ground, pointing at the criss-crossed glass shards and said sickly: "My good son, crawl up to me on your knees, and your father's medical expenses will be covered by mother."

The sharp glass shards reflected cold light under the light.